This journey took a turn for homecare today. Andrea had come over asking for any food for her dog, as the food she had prepared had turned. 

I had thought this was odd, but gave what I had on hand and decided to visit her the next day to see how she and her dog were doing. When I arrived, the house door was open, the screen door closed and locked, and she was walking the property with her little one. I sat down in the sunshine at the outside table to see if I could spot her before she went home. 

Later that afternoon, I saw Andrea walk by my patio and popped out to say hello. I asked her about how she was doing and if she needed more food for her little one. She told me the food was for her. She couldn’t order online because her computer is down, she doesn’t have a smartphone, and she doesn’t drive. She was stuck and starving. 

I don’t drive either and my partner and I order from the Smith’s app for home delivery. She had cash if I ordered on my card and they would deliver 2 hours later. I asked for her counsel on what she liked to eat and made a large order that would last her a while until I can call around for nonprofits that help with seniors and food services. 

It takes a lot for someone to trust you with their fear and vulnerability. I take those moments of trust and sharing as sacred. 

My partner and I walked the food over to her condo 2 hours later and she was ecstatic. Fresh fruit, fish, steaks, chicken, and vegetables. She’s funnily enough not a fan of bread or sugar. I felt like a good neighbor.